I wake in the dark with a head full of pain. It is good to give thanks to the Lord. It doesn’t feel good, but I know it is good, and so we rise up, we meet at our K-mart table, we join hands to sing praises to your name, O Most High. We don’t actually sing, but maybe that’s what it sounds like to Him. Who am I to say.
The kids join us in the kitchen, I lay out the clothes, make the lunch sandwiches, calm the bickering at the breakfast table, drink the coffee–hot if you’re lucky. And I catch a glimpse of the morning sun through my laundry room window and the rest of those holy words come to mind – to declare your steadfast love in the morning and your faithfulness by night.
And I consider the significance of declaring His love in the morning and His faithfulness by night. Love in the morning, to remember through the gray and yellow flurries of the day, to holdfast in the midst of the homework whine, the dinner grind, the mail and the dishes and the living.
And then in the night when the house heaves a heavy sigh of another day done, the dishwasher hums from the kitchen, and The Man and I settle into our evening routine, the words rise up from my invisible insides — and your faithfulness by night — to receive the gifts to be found in the day that has just been lived for the first and last time, to notice the ways he has provided again, and to remember to say thank you.
This week, as we approach the celebration of the resurrected Christ, I want to take some time to embrace his love in the morning and his faithfulness by night as I post a morning and an evening photo with just a few words to stand alongside. Join me if you like on your own Love & Faithfulness journey.
“It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to your name, O Most High; to declare your steadfast love in the morning and your faithfulness by night.”